Rejected - Dark Lotus

Bled from the earth I was born in the dirt

I was stepped on and steady been kicked to the curve

I’ve been poked fun and laughed at

Stoned as blasphemous

For practicing beliefs that others find savage

I never get them back They don’t want me to play

They want it to themselves to fill their own plate

That’s why I walk with rejected the brotherhood protected

Always welcome in, with the Lotus they connected

Last one picked — rejected talent

Off and in many ways flawed and unbalanced

Left out, singled handily plucked from a pile

Full of imperfections and fucked all the while

No trial, no inceptions — for rejections

No passcode, road closed

No connections

So alone — nobody ever home

Somebody never known, forever on his own

Walking with those rejected

Where are we going?

Walking with those rejected

What whats next?

Walking with those rejected

Where are we going?

Walking with those rejected

What what-what what’s next

You wish that I was buried and forgotten — a bad apple

To the core I’ve rotten rejected by churches and chapels

An army brat with an army that way pass beyond a tat

You can see the knifes in our back

I surrender my social existence

Flip scripts surrounded by the degenerate misfits, since

In a fence, we’ve been chosen to be alone

So we stand here by accepted by affected what’s below

I did not mean to fall into it’s — it’s just how I had to be

Rolling with the mainstream was inevitably unlikely

It’s just what happens when you rock hand me down clothes

And a shoelace for a belt that you pulled out your mta pros

Teeth rotting out cause you cannot afford the dentist

Your main homie got it way worse than rocky denis

You might think that girl is yours, but you don’t belong to her

But whatever the fuck don’t kill you just makes you way stronger

Walking with those rejected

Where are we going?

Walking with those rejected

What whats next?

Walking with those rejected

Where are we going?

Walking with those rejected

What what-what what’s next

Never been a kind to ever be offended

It’s alright to turn me down — my arms extended

I’ve been rejected and ejected out of tape deck

A life and spice with scotch tape to make soundbites

Alone the sorrow takes over

Screaming in your buds got you looking over your shoulder

But no ones there

We alright here — there is no fear

When you not chosen — it all becomes clear

Walking with those rejected

Where are we going?

Walking with those rejected

What whats next?

Walking with those rejected

Where are we going?

Walking with those rejected

What what-what what’s next

Whe-whe where are we going …

Wha-wha what’s next …